Archive for December, 2010

>New Cave Release – Nicole Austin

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A book in the Corralled series.
Brock is cool, calm and in control. Except when it comes to the feisty hellion who pushes all his buttons for the sheer fun of watching his patience snap. Far worse than the intense desire to choke her is the alarming, all-consuming compulsion to tie Tink to his bed and fuck her into next week.
Tink is no wimpy damsel waiting for a big, strong man to rescue her or take over her life. Oh, hell no. She does her own thing, her own way, when she damn well feels like it. The last thing she wants or needs is some overbearing man bossing her around. Though she’d like to torture him with pleasure.
One night of explosive passion—starting with smokin’-hot lovin’ involving three men and one lucky woman—pushes Brock’s restraint past the limit. And hidden behind the cold-hearted bitch, he discovers a woman who longs to surrender to a man she can trust.
Come hell or high water, he’s going to be that man.

New Cave Release – Lynne Connolly

A book in the Cougar Challenge series.
After working with sexy consultant Verill Harper for three months, Lacey Rezanov can hardly keep her hands to herself. And it seems Verill feels the same way. As soon as his contract with her company ends, he has her in a hold she has no desire to break.
Encouraged by the sassy women of the Tempt the Cougar blog, Lacey has the fling of her life with this younger man. They only have a month before Verill is due to set off on an around-the-world bike ride. Can they cram all that passion into a few weeks? No.
Verill wants Lacey more than any other woman he’s ever met, but she won’t agree to come with him. This isn’t just a pleasure trip and he can’t cancel. The heat is turned way up when Lacey poses with Verill and his mechanic Dene at a photo shoot to promo the tour. Even that can’t persuade Lacey to change her mind. Can anything?

Out today! Scared by Sarah Masters

The gangster: Frost hires thugs to kidnap young boys and sells them to punters, making thousands in the lucrative sex trade. He needs taking down, but is anyone out there strong enough to do it?

The employee: Croft works for Frost, looking after the young boys held in captivity. He had been abducted himself, but Frost decided to employ him instead. Will Croft always do Frost’s bidding?

The witnesses: Russell and Toby needed finding. They’d witnessed far too much. Frost isn’t about to let them spill the truth on what he’s really doing on the outskirts of London.

One sex ring, two lovers, and a host of other people, all bound together. All scared.

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Latest News

This past fortnight I’ve been a bit quiet because the review site I run, Miz Love Loves Books, took off. It had been up a while, but suddenly word about it got out and we had a flurry of books come in. We’ve all been busy reading, and I’ve been busy maintaining the site and putting the reviews up. I was kept occupied with the promo offer of putting authors’ book covers on the site with links to the buy pages. I also took time out to read too—a couple of ebooks and some prints I’d wanted to read for some time. Having a break from writing has been nice.
I also created two covers for Total E-Bound and will show them off once they are on the coming soon page. I was nervous about starting with a new publisher and agonised for a bit over my covers, but the publisher liked them and so did the authors, so I feel less afraid and more at home now I know my cover style is liked.
As for writing…well, you know how it goes sometimes. The urge to write disappears, and I’ve finally learned not to fight that. I do other things instead that fulfil my creative desires, and so long as I’m “doing” something I’m not going to fret over the lack of words. I sold over 30 books this year in my various names and have written close to 400K, which is mad now I look back on it, and I wonder how I managed that. So I think I’ve written enough to be going along with and when the urge comes back I’ll finish the three books I have which are near completion, a revision of another, and begin yet another that has been brewing in my head since I wrote Scared.
I got a wonderful review of His Beautiful Wench today that made me cry (in a good way) and the reviewer asked that I write a secondary character’s story, something I hadn’t considered—nor did I think anyone would want to know more about her. But now it’s been mentioned, of course, the plot bunny is boiling, and I may well write Matilda’s story next year.
Also this week I’ve had two short, free tales come out, Christmas ones, so if you’re interested in those, one written by Natalie, one by Sarah, you can get them here: Caught Naked and Wanton and Wicked.
Well, Christmas is rapidly approaching, but to me this is like any other week. I’ve been very busy and haven’t had time to think about the weekend. I only just remembered I needed to get the turkey out to defrost and that I have still to buy potatoes, carrots and some beer. So, after putting up this post, I think I need to get into some form of Christmas spirit and get along with all things festive.
May you all have a great Christmas, loves!

New Cave Release – Lily Harlem

One hundred grand to babysit bad boy Logan “Phoenix” Taylor on a paradise island—seriously, how bad could he be?
Frankly, it didn’t matter. Not when it would make my dreams of going to nursing school possible. I wasn’t even expected to talk to him, just hang out in a luxurious villa on a private beach and study. Simple, right?
But I hadn’t counted on Logan being so deliciously bad that he was oh so good. And when the temperature cranked to boiling point, he knew just how to satisfy the deepest, darkest part of my soul and give my body exactly what it needed. Amongst the sand and waves, we transported each other to an exquisite world of pleasure where only we existed, only we mattered.
But the heady mix of emotions and lust couldn’t keep things from spiraling out of control back in reality, where I had to keep the secret that I’d been hired to entertain him…even if it shattered my delicate heart. Even if it cost my destiny.

New Cave Release – Anny Cook

Book 5 in the Mystic Valley series.
When ex-soldier Poussé receives an unexpected job offer from the mysterious Waterloo Group, she doesn’t question the providential timing. Twelve hours later she wishes she had, when she’s captured by two sexy blue-skinned warriors—Jonson and Mali of Mystic Valley.
Mali and Jonson make her an offer she can’t refuse—become their bond mate. Positive she can use the new relationship to escape, Poussé accepts, but she doesn’t count on the physical changes the bonding creates or her constant desire for Jonson and Mali. Their tender touches, hot kisses and even hotter sex get under her skin—which is turning blue! As they pursue other escaped team members, she learns real love and desire have no color barriers…and carnal games are best indulged with two hot bond mates.

All Good Things Come to Those Who Wait

So I subbed my rejected book yesterday to another publisher and got a fast response. An R & R—revise and resubmit for those new to the term—with the golden words telling me what was wrong with the book. Man, I was so glad to get that email. As I said yesterday, it’s hard for us to see our own mistakes, and I just COULD NOT SEE where that book had gone wrong, although I knew something was off. That’s frustrating, isn’t it? Being in that situation? It’s like: Look, Book, there’s something up with you, and I can’t fix it because I just can’t work out what the deal is.
Well, now I do, thanks to a fabulous editor who, in one sentence, gave me a lightbulb moment. Then, after I replied with my thanks, she followed up on an easy fix—much easier than the difficult overhaul my mind came up with. I tell you, I’ve never understood authors who don’t like outside input on their books. Sometimes I take the harder route on revisions, and if I was stubborn and said, “No, this is MY baby, not yours!” I’d be putting myself through a shitload of extra work next year when I come to revise the book. The editor’s suggestion was so easy, so obvious—damn my blinkers!—that I’ll have the book fixed in no time.
It doesn’t even matter if, when I resubmit, it gets a rejection, because I’d have had the chance to grow and learn some more—something I love about this profession—so the work I’ll be putting in will be well worth my time and effort. But I’m left frustrated at myself because of my failure to SEE. Yes, we get close to our books, I know that, but for God’s SAKE! Why can I see things in other people’s manuscripts yet at times, with mine, I can’t? It bugs the hell out of me.
Still, with valuable people like that editor on the planet, we authors can’t go wrong so long as we take their advice in the spirit it was meant—to help us.
I’m so pleased my book may not end up in a forgotten file. I’ll get Christmas out of the way, hopefully finish my vampire book, and then dig in with revising the story I thought would never see the light of day.
Ah, happy days!
On another subject, but related… Today I received a contract that was a surprise to me because it was electronic. I’ve never had one of those before, and it’s just too cool for words. You get to either have a standard “handwritten” font when you click to sign, or you can sign it yourself using the mouse. It’s so immature of me, but I was well excited by this contract. It’s too groovy, and I hope I’m lucky enough to get more contracts from this publisher just so I can sign my name with my mouse! HA HA!
Yes, I think I need to get out more…

On another fabulous note—man, things are just happening for me at the moment, WOOT!—I have been asked if I would like to create cover art for Total E-Bound. What a lovely thing to be asked. Of course, I can’t say no to that! What more could I ask for? I get to write and also indulge in my other love—Photoshop.
And, you know, sometimes there is someone or something looking out for us. The other day I needed just 50p to put toward my boys’ dinner money. I had the cash in the bank, but I didn’t want to draw out a tenner just for that 50p, because you know how it is, that tenner would have just disappeared once it got into my grubby little hands. I didn’t want to use the remaining £9.50 that would, to be honest, have just been whittled away on stuff like sweets for the kids or a bottle or two of Coke, when it was supposed to be paying some bill or other. And guess what? As I walked along, I’m buggered if there wasn’t a shiny silver 50p on the ground. Usually it’s pennies, or if you’re lucky, a whole 2p (LOL), but that day it was 50p. I wondered, as I am wont to do, about fate and all that jazz, and how things work out in the end if you just have faith, and at the moment I’m inclined to believe that’s true. Okay, there have been times in the past where I’d swear that was bullshit, and I’m sure there will be times in the future I think that too, but d’you know, life is just effing great for me right now, and although part of me thinks “About time too!” (long story…you don’t wanna know!) I am truly grateful for this sudden turn of events.
I’m grateful, humbled, blessed and just so pleased that the “good stuff” is going on.
I hope all good things come to you guys too. That all your dreams and needs are met. That if things have been poo, they pick up 100%. We all deserve some goodness from time to time, eh?
Have a great day, folks!